Chapter 313: Big competition starts
Chapter three hundred and thirteenth big competition begins
Looking at the reputation, I saw Tang Xinying coming step by step.
Tan Yun hurriedly got up, bowed and said, "I wonder if Chief Tang is looking for a disciple, what's your order?"
Tang Xinying smiled slightly, "You continue to recover from your injury, this chief is here to find Shi Yao."
"It's the chief." Tan Yun was confused and sat cross-legged. I don't know why Tang Xinying is looking for Shi Yao?
"Chief Tang, do you have anything to do with your disciples?" Zhong Wu Shiyao stood up in confusion. As a disciple of Qimai, he had always had no contact with the top level of Danmai, and he didn't know why the other party was looking for him.
Tang Xinying looked at Zhong Wu Shiyao, her beautiful eyes showing love, "Shiyao, do you really not recognize me at all?"
"Chief, this disciple doesn't understand what you are talking about." Zhong Wu Shiyao said truthfully.
However, Tang Xinying's next sentence made Zhong Wu Shiyao's delicate body tremble, and tears blurred her vision!
Tang Xinying said with emotion: "When we first met you, you were only five years old, and eighteen years have passed. If I hadn't known your name, I wouldn't have recognized you. The little girl who used to cry has grown up. already."
Zhong Wu Shiyao stared at Tang Xinying, tears dripping down, "You are the fairy sister who saved me when I was five years old, right?"
"Silly girl, I rescued you and brought you back to the sect, but I'm not a fairy sister!" Tang Xinying joked.
"thump!"
Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt down immediately, "In Shiyao's heart, you are the fairy sister. Thank you for your life-saving grace, the disciple will never forget it!"
"Get up." Tang Xinying leaned over to help Zhong Wushiyao, and said with a smile, "I'm satisfied to see you grow up. If you like to call me sister, then I'll be your sister."
"Can this disciple really call your sister?" Zhong Wu Shiyao looked expectantly. In her heart, Tang Xinying is not only her savior, but also her relative.
"Of course you can." Tang Xinying stretched out her hand to wipe away Zhong Wu Shiyao's tears, and said sincerely: "Your adoptive parents are gone, your biological parents abandoned you as a parent, and I will be your relative from now on."
"Well." Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded tearfully.
Seeing this scene, Tan Yun was surprised that it turned out that the person who saved Shi Yao was Tang Xinying.
Zhong Wu Shiyao suddenly remembered something and blamed herself: "Sister, for the two years I entered the inner sect, I was in closed-door training and learned the art of equipment, but I forgot what the outer sect elder said."
"The old man told me more than two years ago that you were looking for me, but you couldn't come because you were injured."
"Sister, your injury is completely healed, right?"
Tang Xinying smiled and said, "Don't worry, my injury has healed."
"Oh yes, Shi Yao, what qualifications are you?" Tang Xinying asked.
Zhong Wu Shiyao smiled sweetly, "Sister, I am a super-qualified space fetus, and at the same time I am a sacred body."
Tang Xinying's eyes showed an uncontrollable astonishing look, "My little sister's qualifications are really good, and my sister wants to grab you into my sister's elixir vein."
"Thank you sister for your compliment." Zhong Wu Shiyao smiled sweetly.
At this time, Tang Xinying held Zhong Wu Shiyao's jade hand and looked at Tan Yun, her expression suddenly solemn, "Tan Yun, my sister can be handed over to you, if you dare to bully her, I will not let you go."
"Don't worry, chief, the disciple will cherish and care for Shi Yao with his life." Tan Yun said loudly.
"Well, it's more or less the same." Tang Xinying finished speaking, looked at Zhong Wu Shiyao and said, "Sister will not disturb the world of the two of you. You can talk slowly. If you have anything in the future, you can ask your sister."
"Well." Zhong Wu Shiyao said happily.
Tang Xinying smiled, let go of Zhongwu Shiyao and left...
the next day.
At the end of the mortal hour, the sun rises in the east, and the spirit boat, carrying Tantai Xuanzhong, the eight chiefs, and all the disciples, flew away from the mountain, and headed for the eternal creation field...
After a night of recovery, Tan Yun's injuries, which were originally open to flesh, have recovered more than half. And the original black mole on his neck was now covered by scars.
Murong Shishi glanced at Tan Yun's neck from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself, "It seems that I think too much. Since Tan Yun has no moles, it must not be him who bought eleven flying swords in Wanbaoling Pavilion. , how did he get the flying sword, a top-grade spirit weapon with the wind attribute?"
"Or rather, the scar on his neck covers the black mole..."
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The Eternal Creation Field, located in the central area of the inner gate of the Eternal Immortal Sect, is concave on the surface, like a huge arena.
time.
Around the Eternal Fortune Field, there were two million inner disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect, all of them quietly looking down at the high platform in the center of the Fortune Field.
The game of the three ancient sects and the four arts is of great importance. At this moment, not only all the disciples of the inner sect of the eternal immortal sect have arrived, but even hundreds of thousands of disciples of the immortal sect.
On the high platform, there are three rows of seats, upper, middle and lower.
In the middle of the table, Ru Yan Wuji sat in the center, with hundreds of elders accompanying him on both sides!
These elders are only part of the eternal immortal sect, the inner door, the immortal door, and the holy door!
With such a strong lineup, it is conceivable how much the Eternal Immortal Sect values this four-art competition.
In the hearts of Ruyan Wuji and even all the elders, the biggest and only opponent is the Soul Immortal Palace.
Because of the three consecutive four competitions, the Soul Immortal Palace won the top spot.
As for Huangfu Sacred Sect, they don't take it seriously at all. After all, Huangfu Sacred Sect has been at the bottom of the table for nearly ten thousand years!
On the middle seat, Zhuge Yu, the master of the Spiritual Immortal Palace, was sitting in a row, and on her right sat the inner door of the Spiritual Immortal Palace, four young women and elders, Qi, Dan, Array, and Fu.
Saintess Nangong Yuqin, standing slim behind Zhuge Yu, her icy eyes revealing the arrogance of being arrogant!
At this moment, two hundred disciples from the Eternal Immortal Sect and the Spiritual Immortal Palace, who participated in the Four Arts Competition, stopped and stood.
"Humph!" At this moment, Ru Yan Wuji snorted coldly as she looked at the spirit boat that flew down in the sky. He stared at Tan Yun on the spirit boat, and unstoppable killing intent burst out from his turbid eyes!
In a breath, the spirit boat was suspended above the high platform. Tantai Xuanzhong gave an order, and the eight chiefs disappeared from the spirit boat in a flash, and the next moment appeared on the lower seat and took their seats.
Then, Huangfu Tingfeng, Luo Fan, Song Hong, Nangong Ruxue and other disciples jumped off the spirit boat and stood in line on the high platform.
Tantai Xuanzhong swept down the spirit boat, put the spirit boat into the Qiankun ring, and landed on the next seat.
He was silent, and during the whole process, he didn't even look at Zhuge Yu and Ru Yan Wuji.
Ru Yan Wuji glanced at the back of Tantai Xuanzhong, and then she slowly got up from her seat and looked around at the more than two million disciples. The loud voice lingered in the sky above the huge eternal good fortune field:
"Time is like an arrow, three years have passed, and it's the day of the four-art competition held every three years."
"This suzerain represents the Eternal Immortal Sect, and welcomes the arrival of fellow Taoists from the Spiritual Immortal Palace and Huangfu Saint Sect."
"The competition of the four arts lasted three months, and the game was divided into three games. In the end, the total score was used to decide which side of the ancient sect won the championship."
"Obtaining the top sect will have 3,000 disciples in the fetal soul realm, and they will enter the eternal land for trials."
"Second place, with two thousand."
"The third place will have a thousand."
"Finally, the disciples of the three ancient sects will enter the eternal land that the cultivators of the Heavenly Punishment Continent dream of, and conduct a year-long trial!"
